Who hath divided for the flood a conduit? And a way for the lightning of the voices?
In His making for the rain a limit, And a way for the brightness of the voices,
Where `is' this, the way light is apportioned? It scattereth an east wind over the earth.
To cause `it' to rain on a land -- no man, A wilderness -- no man in it.
Causing vapours to ascend from the end of the earth, Lightnings for the rain He hath made, Bringing forth wind from His treasures.